What's one plus two and three plus four
Maybe the years till fates knock on your door
Not with fame not with fortune
What's one mistake got to say to the other
Not a word not a whisper
I looked out my window and saw a surprise
At my doorstep I saw my demise
It brought neither peace nor glory
In fact, it looked a bit gory
I looked in my house and realized
Just how many skeletons I hid
What's a month to a year to a moment
Maybe enough time to face judgment